If I had nothing... would I want more of nothing?
where's the balance? where's the "happy medium" ?
"too much" happens when you lose track of things.
excessiveness relates to anything.
- For Every Action, There's an Equal and Opposite Reaction -
Newton right?
Does that relate to the spirit as well as in the natural?
More good , less evil right?
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tonight was special...
after consulting with my co-leader Jared,
we didn't go out tonight as a team.
this morning, we had a breakfast potluck at my job.
there were a lot of carbs and sausages left.
It rained today.
Hard.
... I thought about them. the homeless.
What they were doing....
After work,
I went under the bridge near the jailhouse downtown.
With a trunk full of food and clothes,
I met about 10 people......... ...
Last week there was a luncheon with pizza.
At the end of that day, I went downtown and fed some of the homeless.
It was in and out.
I cried that night because I didn't ask anybody for prayer.
That morning, at the men's breakfast.
Pastor Chris Brooks spoke about how you can feed the poor
but they could still go to hell.
I cried because the experience was overwhelming,
the tears intensified because of that memory I had
of truly doing goodwill.
the homeless were waiting in line for dinner
(6:30 at the sulzbacher center)
I pull up with boxes of pizza in my trunk.
they swarmed.
..and then shared.
tonight was awesome!
I pull up at the foot of the bridge
going around the block to find a park.
while driving,
I spotted 4 homeless people sitting in between
some parallel parked cars.
I park and open the trunk to get food.
"Y'all hungry?"
1 lady.. 3 men
(numbers dont lie. men greatly outnumber women on the streets)
I gave the lady the rest of a fruit salad.
the men grabbed one croissant and 2 sausage links.
If some of the pieces of food were stuck together,
I'd tell to take it and that "it was a sign" :)
(who am I to be the food police y'kno?)
one of the men's name is William Young.
He turned 51 today.
I said "November 22 huh?"
He said,"You know what else happened on 11/22?"
I paused... "J.F.K got shot?"
He said "Yeah!!!"
I gave him and his friends some clothes
that my buddy Dustin donated.
they loved em.
a beanie.
winter jacket.
rain poncho.
flannel.
i prayed for Mr. William.
he has a feeling something's not right with his mom and just would like to get in touch with her somehow in the near future.
he gave me a hug.
around the corner were 3 other men.
Y'all hungry?
i learned a lot about diabetes from a man named Robert.
he has it.
I gave out rest of the clothes.
gave them croissants and sausages.
Robert took some donuts that I had as well.
he looked like a big kid sitting on the ground
holding 2 donuts in one hand while eating a croissant with the other.
we prayed.
around the corner
going towards the sulzbacher center was a different group of people.
didn't really look homeless,
but with a bag of remaining food in my hand.
I just gave it all away.
In fact, I had some left over....
and left the last bit tucked away in the big brown bag on a picnic table bench.
afterwards I went to chill with my brother for a bit.
he's riding with me to go to Tuscaloosa, Alabama this Thursday.
the night was perfect really. 70 degrees!
very still air. .which has been very rare lately.
NO WINDS! it's crazy!
have a good night you guys.
spread love.
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